A/B/O Dynamics
Naruto was a medic omega who was brought to the newly founded Hidden Lead village to be a potential mate to Madara Uchiha. He was displeased and sought to cause chaos.
He refused to sit around and wait for Madara to make up his mind...
Naruto was set to dwell with Madara for the time being in the heart of the Uchiha Compound. Once he entered the compound he could feel the judgemental stares. They were sizing up his potential as an omega. Some frowned at his attire, it was hardly in line with Uchiha customs for omega clothing. It was revealing in some cases. The corset he wore showcased his cinched waist, omega breasts, and his prominent hips that were smooth and curvy, thick thighs judging from how those thigh-high socks clung to him. Naruto, however, didn't care, he wasn't an Uchiha so their customs meant little to him.
As he was led into Madara's abode, which happened to be the Main Household he was finally addressed by a servant who wanted to take his scroll which laid on his back by a silk strap that went across his figure. He refused. "I can handle my own weight," He said curtly.
Knowing her position the servant kept their mouth shut. This was obviously an honored guest to be invited into the Main House instead of being placed in one of the guesthouses behind the Main. Madara didn't comment on the small ordeal but merely led Naruto to a wing in the house that was hardly used but kept in pristine conditions. "You shall stay here for the time being. Tomorrow we shall sort out what pretext you came under," He explained as he stood in the doorway as Naruto entered the large room with an adjoining bathroom.
"Are you insinuating that your clan would not approve of the Hokage's wife sending for a potential mate for their leader?" Naruto unclipped his scroll and propped it in one of the corners.
"Precisely, we are known as the best of friends but even some things can be seen as an overstep of boundaries."
Naruto snorted a bit as he turned back to the alpha which took up his doorway. "Say I was assigned to the Uchiha clan as their head medic. My reputation mostly stained with a distaste for my being a shinobi is certified to adhere to the story. I am hailed as the greatest medic amongst my clan despite my so-called 'shortcomings'. I was an offering for your clan from the Senju to signify a strong bond."
"Are you sure you want to be labeled as such?" He inquired but Naruto only rolled his eyes.
"If anything I think it would be for the best. I am outcasted by my clan for pursuing my shinobi expeditions but they ultimately have to respect me for my skill. It will be nice to be away from them for a while, perhaps forever. By giving this reason I don't have to meet their stares when we pass on clan ground. Besides suspicious stares are better than ones of complete and utter disgust," Naruto said with a wistful expression on his face.
Madara understood that there was more to Naruto than what meets the eye but he was willing to not press at this moment. They had only just met, time would allow them more interactions. "Freshen up, supper in half an hour."
He left without another word and Naruto was left to his devices.
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Naruto stared in the mirror as he admired his features. There was another reason why he was outcasted by his family. A furry friend his father had given to him when he was shortly out of the womb. A mighty fox who could tear apart any army, they worked together. Been the best of friends ever since he could travel into his mind. He chuckled at how Auntie tried to get him away from the clan.
Naruto despite being the black sheep in every sense for his achievements wasn't willing to submit to everything just to please people he barely knew. Sure they all lived on the same island, broke bread together over wine, talked casually in the streets but that didn't mean he would do everything to please them. Even this little sneak attack by trying to hitch him to Madara, he could admit he was seeking a mate in his own right but wanted to do it on his own and didn't need meddling relatives.
But he could admit, Mito had tasted in alphas. While still mulling over how to approach his new situation he pulled his hair from the tight bun it was in. He pulled out the decorative comb along with some senbon needles he used to hold it all together. Out came tumbling a stream of gold. His hair brushed at the ankles in length. He sighed in relief when he felt the tension seep out of his body. It was always a real stick in the mud to do his hair up but he had standards and would follow them. Next came his corset and he gladly popped it off.
Uzumaki tradition always reigned. Omegas of the clan couldn't cut their hair until marriage as it is seen as a sign of bad luck, corsets are to keep a healthy appealing figure to alphas and your eventual mate. They were known as a bit more forward than other omegas who played coy cat and mouse games with alphas. Next came his makeup, he normally didn't wear heavy sets, only lipstick, and eyeliner with the occasional blush to his cheeks. He quickly got a damp towel with some solution and wiped it off before applying base lip moisture.
He could walk out right now and head to dinner but he wanted out of his everyday clothes. So he unsealed his clothing which was thankfully folded already, he inserted them into the storage areas provided and decided on a short simple kimono.
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Once he had it on he headed over to where he could sense Madara's chakra. When his eyes laid upon the Uchiha he noted that he was in a plain black yukata sitting around the dining table waiting for him. He took the seat closest to the male and huffed when he had to throw his hair over the chair.
"A ritual of your clan?" Madara asked, Naruto turned to him raising a brow. He gestured to his hair and Naruto got the context.
"Can't cut it unless I'm married, a sign of bad luck if I do," He answered as he turned his attention to the plates of food before him.
"Mito hasn't done much with her hair since she married Hashirama," The Uchiha wondered as he thought back to Mito's length.
"Perhaps she doesn't want to cut it, she is a symbol of the clan and its customs. Though I suppose I don't know how she plans to operate it from here," Naruto sighed. "Enough of her, you aren't gaining tokens with me if you keep mentioning her,"
After a short prayer, Naruto did what he always did, serve who was at the table before himself. Madara was familiar with the gesture as it was something other clans made a rule about. Those of lower status served the ones of higher status first as a gesture of goodwill. Naruto however was a guest, hence he was equal to Madara. 'Even a direct cousin to the heir is considered a lower status? It would explain why he did this with no hesitation but that is not the case within my clan. Main Household families are all considered equal.'
When Madara was handed a full plate Naruto went about serving himself before actually getting into the food. "Never do that again," Madara found himself saying. Naruto looked up at him confused.
"We are equals, I serve myself at the table and you serve yourself. I realize it is your custom back home but you drop it when we are here," His voice bordered on a stern tone and Naruto found himself nodding. Growing up he was always taught to serve the Head and their heir so he always served Auntie and Mito.
Madara didn't know the burden he had pushed off Naruto's shoulders but the blonde was grateful nonetheless.
